From the recording And the Snow Cloaks Silently


And the Snow Cloaks Silently
Silence above
A puff of painful breath.
White crunching under foot and paw,
Hoof and claw.
The robin on the branch
Puffed up and ruffled
Blood-like, blood-like.
The whole world seems to have
Stopped to look up at the
Dirty swan-feather and cygnet-down sky:
To listen
As the fluffy white falls and cloaks silently.
Words, music, guitar, vocals by Beck Siàn
Recorded by Jonathan Kershaw